I knew I was special from the beginning. I can remember myself
as a child playing in my room by myself and seeing my talent just throbbing
to be noticed. As I hit my teenage years many girls in my school noticed
my talent and even screamed about how great it was. So I knew when I hit
my twenty first birthday it was time to get my talent noticed.
As I walked into the studio that first day I was looked at just
as all the other guys sitting in the room were. They all seemed like your
average Joe, with not much to offer including good looks. I was a bit above
average I guess you could say, I stood about 6'4" and my hair was long,
dark and wavy. My body was definitely my temple, I had curves and bulges
every where. But my real talent was hidden from the rest of the room
as I trotted in with baggy pants and a tshirt on. "Hey, I'm Joel Dwyer,
I have ..." I never got to finish my introduction when the lady asked
me to sit with the others and wait my turn.
Three hours later the door to the audition room opened for what
seemed to be the hundredth time. Finally someone emerged asking for Joel
Dwyer. In I walked with my talent still well hidden from the room of producers
and talent scouts. "Well Joel? What do you think your strongest talent
is?" The man in the back of the room asked with a grin on his face,
"There hasn't been a whole lot of talent come through the door today
so I hope you are not here to waste our time also." I hung my tounge
out first which made every eye in the room lift when I licked between my
own eyes with the very tip of it. "Wow, not bad! Anything else?"
The man in the corner came a little closer, I think he was trying to get
a better look at my huge tounge.
"I should warn you that I have been prepping this thing most of
my life," I said as I untied my pants and began pulling them down. The room
fell completely silent when then seen the massive tool held to my leg with
a thin rope. "I have to tie it down, just incase I get a woody, it becomes
very noticeable as you could probably tell." I began stoking it and as it
grew I had to sit down as my head became quite light. My cut cock reached
the middle of my chest when it was fully hard and it was as big around as
a beer bottle. The three women in the room became extremely aroused by the
large member I held in both my hands. One of the women started rubbing herself
and moaning, while the other two made their way toward me with their mouths
watering for a taste of my manly juices.
The man that sat in the corner handed me a contract and asked me what I was
doing the rest of my life then left the room so the ladies could get their
fill, literally.
